Chapter One :Chapter 1

The Scott House.

Thud! Master Scott hit the wooden floor heavily with his cane which was made of rosewood. His hair was winter-white.

He fought the chaos of his rage, his glasses quivering.

He pointed at Dennis Scott with his index finger, shivering. "You brat, it's your wish to see me pass away in anger, no?"

Dennis glanced at Master Scott indifferently. "Grandpa, don't accuse me. Aren't you the one who brings this upon yourself?"

"That girl from the Bailey family, you have to marry her, even if you don't want to!" barked Master Scott.

"Give me a reason."

"If it weren't for Master Bailey, I would have already died! Besides, this is an agreement made between your father and the Bailey family!" Master Scott was breathless with anger.

"That's the business of your generation. Do whatever you want, be it to repay their kindness or even to take revenge. Don't drag me in."

Master Scott was almost choking on his rage. He glared at Dennis and exploded, "You're my grandson!"

"There are many ways to repay someone's kindness. But, I will never agree to have this done through marriage. Besides, I'm not the only son of the Scott family." Dennis rose to his feet. "I still have work to attend to in the company. I'm afraid that I can't help you with this."

"Two conditions! As long as you marry that girl, I will give you whatever you want."

Dennis sneered, "Save it. Threat or lure, it's not going to work on me."

As Dennis walked to the door, Master Scott finally decided to reveal his trump card. "The Scott Group and that woman!"

Dennis halted in his tracks. An old man was indeed a wise man. He turned on his heel as a gleam flashed across his eyes. "I'm all ears."

A smug smile spread across Master Scott's face. "You brat, listen up carefully." 

He continued, "As long as you marry that girl, the Scott Group will be all yours. You're right that I have more than one grandson in the Scott family. If the one who marries the girl is your elder brother, then he naturally has the right to own the Scott Group."

"For the sake of that girl, you've actually bet the company on it? Isn't the Scott Group your hard work for decades?" 

"Exactly, and hence I'll get to make this call!" replied Master Scott.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll divorce her right after I get my hands on the company?" asked Dennis.

"We'll sign an agreement. If you divorce her within three years, you can dream about having the Scott Group for your entire life."

"Old man, you're so cruel!" hissed Dennis.

He must have forgotten that although his grandfather looked merely like a stubborn, old man now, he was a businessman for most of the time in his life. It was only expected for him to strike such a deal, even with his grandson.

Master Scott said, "You can bring that woman back, too. I don't mind even if you are going to keep her as your mistress. But, she can never give birth to your child! This is my bottom line."

Dennis' playful smile was gone. He answered solemnly, "What if that Bailey girl asks for a divorce in these three years?"

"If she is the one who brings it up first, then the two conditions I promised you will still be on the table."

"Deal."

Dennis turned on his heel and adjusted his tie gracefully. "In less than three years, she will certainly ask for a divorce."

Master Scott said firmly, "No, she won't."

Emmie Bailey raised her head and looked at the huge signboard above her. The words 'Scott House' were engraved on it. She could not help letting out a sigh at her fate. Some people were born with a silver lining, while some were destined to work their fingers to the bone throughout their lives.

The secretary who brought her here looked at her and said, "Miss Bailey, let's go in. Both Master and Mr. Scott are already waiting for us."

Emmie frowned, "Do I have to see him today?"

"Master Scott wishes you two to get married as soon as possible. After you two meet each other today, the Scott and Bailey families will start working on the wedding."

Although Emmie was already mentally prepared, it was still beyond her expectation that she would be married off the next day.

The heavy door was pushed open, and Dennis was seen striding out of the house.

Emmie raised her eyes and saw a man in his late twenties. Tall and confident, he exuded a powerful aura. His tailored suit fit his body just right. His chiseled jawline and his midnight-black eyes made him look aloofly arrogant.

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